And that is how it will be from this day forth.
The moving van from Paris will arrive tomorrow morning at 7:30 a.m. to deliver Chelsea’s family’s belongings. Most of their belonging will stay in storage. We managed to clean up the maisonette. How could such a little house be in so much need of TLC? We worked until 11 p.m.
Thank you for your kind words and enthusiasm for seeing the renovation take shape. Chelsea will post about her home on my blog and her Instagram.
I’m off to bed because the two pickles will be bouncing on my bed to watch Tweety Bird bright and early…
Side note:
This afternoon Chelsea and Co. went out to lunch with Martin’s brother. As soon as they left the house, a silence fell that was surprisingly welcomed. My gosh, do little people make noise.
It reminded me of when I returned to Marseille from Paris (over three hours by train.) A woman sat behind me with her three-year-old grandchild. The little girl was nonstop talk, and the Grandmother was full of chatter, too. They talked about everything from stars in the sky and how her Grandfather was from Brazil to wishing she could have candy in all her pockets. Later, her Grandmother said it was time to take a nap, and the little girl obliged with a sigh. The Grandmother added wearily, “Please stop talking. I hope you won’t talk in your sleep.” At first, I was surprised that she said that, but then the little girl giggled, that cute little kid giggle. The Grandmother was in need of a break.
As soon as my family was out the door, I heard that Grandmother on the bus and fully understood the need for silence, even if for a moment. Little children, even when playing quietly, make noise. I wouldn’t have it any other way, but am aware of how good quite can sound.
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